Involuntarily I glanced seaward - and distinguished nothing except a single green light, minute and far away, that might have been the end of a dock. When I looked once more for Gatsby he had vanished, and I was alone again in the unquiet darkness.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 793 | 2016-03-26 12:27:21 | 65.49 | 92% |
| 622 | 2015-03-08 16:45:01 | 63.28 | 94% |